Sunshine when the forecasts rain
A smile from strangers on the train
When you feel like death at 8 a .m.
See your penny, pick it up
All day long you'll have good luck
I heard that in a movie somewhere
I think it was with John Travolta
Are only jesters, nobody would watch
It's the small things in the end
The little things you least expect
Why you hold yourself together
It's the small things mean the most
When you've given up the ghost
And you're wondering how much
No one there when you get home
So you can party in your underwear
A message from a long lost friend
Fifteen minutes till you're at the end
Of a week that's strayed from hell
Till you're savoring a cold corona
Cause in the end all the good guys won
But only after trials and
It's the small things in the end
The little things you least expect
While you hold yourself together
If it's the small things mean the most
Oh, when you've given up the ghost
And you take a lot, you take a lot,
you take a lot, you take a lot
You know you do, ooh -ooh
But it's the little things, the little things,
the little things, the little things
That pull you through, ooh -ooh
It's the small things in the end
The little things you least expect
Oh, when you hold yourself together
It's the small things mean the most
Though when you've given up the goals
how much more you ought to take